Dragon Feeding

Story by cardia on SoFurry

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This is essentially the first chapter of Hail Primus, broken down into parts. I did this because I abandoned Hail Primus and didn't use the remaining 14 chapters of Hail Primus in any continuation except when I specifically reintroduced in furture writings as something seperate. This is the Book of Particles: Pranoke Edition, Part VII.

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Part 7

The experimenting labs and that whole level of Primeon has some interesting devices, one which I find quite interesting. It is a sort of dragon compass. On the top of a metal pin sits a figurine of a dragon. One places the tip on a metal dish with the figurine in the air and the whole pin moves toward any dragon with the figurine floating atop the dish pointing to it. The compass can even flip upside down and the rest of it tips over the whole way without leaving the center. Ere I took this out when Sidge was near, it lined up with him until I got too close and the pin flipped upside down floating still a line with the pointed tip stationary and the dragon figurine pointing at Sidge. The whole thing couldn't be more than the size of my hand.

The dragon compass was just one of the many items of the fortress experimentation levels yet suddenly the compass stopped pointing at me and flipped over snapping toward the south door of the Sky room then back at Sidge. Multiple dragons, I sensed that one just flew across the sky over the mountain.

I turned my attention back to the experimentation level. It was fixed with many wards and traps which did explain the fact that even though everything was coated with dust it was largely undisturbed. In a small side vault in one of the rooms I found one of my favorite items I like to carry around. It was a rod of silver slightly larger than me. It's power was almost too great for a mortal soul to handle and it almost had a life of it's own.

I arranged to have Sko embed himself to this Silver Rod giving it a double ethereal glow. A medley of other trinkets were imbued weapons and armor.

Although I didn't mind going naked I selected a heavy blue robe with light blue embroidery in a sort of square line square pattern. This robe had almost extreme protection yet the feature that I liked the most was that because of my presence near it the robe near absorbed anything touched to it. It had two inner concealed pockets which I put a few other trinkets in. One was the trinket I summoned Sidge with and the other was a dragon repellent gem that when invoked would generate a shield against dragon and dragon breath. This was called the dragon bane rithem.

The piece which made me move relieved and anxious was sort of a sliced in half blue triangle gem with faucets too numerous to count that gave it a type of rise on both sides. This gem was an attempt at accessing dimensions from Pranoke and suddenly many dimensions opened up before me. There were rooms unused in Primeon. I wondered if I could take one room and use it as a dimension yet I decided to hold it off for now, there was many a thing to be done on Pranoke itself.

I put the dragon compass parts in the pockets.

I had stories of adventuring around Pranoke yet I still had Primeon to consider first and it's adventures.

Sidge had five Stomachs and the fifth one took up a great section of it's abdomen. Seemingly it was a type of overgrowth that was somehow mixed from his mother and father. I speculated that Sidge's father was bovine and some type of bull. I wondered how that bull had forked such a potentially dangerous creature as Sidge's mother was.

Yet Sidge had a natural pot belly and I considered him a special breed called Pot belly dragon. Yet I liked it and Sidge. The creature was quiet yet sensible. It took up residence in the Sky room and kept it quite neat and deposited it's wastes down the grate which did not constitute to a smell being the drain went too far below the keep at a substantial straight drop. I only worried that the grate would collapse so I reinforced it with spell and steel.

Being the combinative creature that it was Sidge had a voracious appetite soaring upwards to near and sometimes greater than near a ton of food.

Feeding time was interesting and I say this because I like such thoughts about stomachs and the upper GI tract. I find it quite a sexual and personal fetish. Coupled with the idea that I was fat and that I liked the creature's large abdomen I usually awaited Sidge's feeding time with an instilled anxiety close to exhilaration.

I fed him royally and made a particular bread dough with an odor and taste of meat mixed with grains to satisfy both the dragon and the bovine side.

Usually I would become the feminine form of Sidge and carry a gigantic platter topped with several pounds of this stuff and set it down beside where he lays. He's usually laying around about this time though I let him wander as he pleases yet he's usually on schedule. Then as soon as he gets there on that time, he is standing. He immediately lays down because I lay down right in front of him parallel and make sure my stomach and belly pushes comfortably into his. I put one arm around his abdomen for leverage and whilst he has his head up and looking at the dish I feed him with smiles of deep infatuous grins. The globs of dough are about half the size of his head and I present him with a glob and watch how he eats it and swallows it and I make a point of rubbing his belly a few seconds after he swallows it at which point he rumbles and closes his eyes as I rub for a moment then opens them and accepts another morsel. It isn't the same steady process all the time. He'll belch he'll rumble he'll lick his chops, he even without warning will regurgitate some of it. Though it rarely makes a bit of mess I figure such is a bovine reflex possibly happening at occasions I'm not even there or which I don't notice.

Usually he'll get full to a certain respect and his stomach will become firm enough that his belly will rub up against me and push me away a bit and I retreat ere I know it's uncomfortable. The feedings are at intervals throughout a day and I'm usually back later feeding him more. I love it continuously and I rub his belly with full affections.

Rarely there would be a role reversal as such whereas he'd feed me but it has happened once or twice ere he wasn't too drugged with the food. He told me a couple of times ere I was to feed him that he loved the baked dough because I did bake it.

If he would feed me in turn I sort of took it though I was a little reluctant the first time yet the second time I just pushed up against him and faced him with my hand around the bottom back of his neck.

He'd feed me each at a slightly faster rate I'd feed him and my stomach's in mockery I would feel full up and though I didn't need my body organs sending me the contented blissfulness that I seemed to feel from a full stomach yet I felt them otherwise it was a sensual dream of it's sense but oh a good one. Sidge did not rub my belly and even pushed against me making it quite uncomfortable and the first few times quite awkward but we soon became deep and more intimate telling each other bits and pieces about ourselves how Sidge dreamt of meeting one like me and I telling him about how I had wanted to be intimate with such a big bellied creature.